The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 131

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"I understand, Master." Seeing her master's eyelids drooping more and more, Zhou Yu nodded heavily.

Yu Yuan drifted off to sleep, leaving all hope on Zhou Yu's shoulders.

"Brother Ji..." Sun Qian whispered.

"Don't worry." Zhou Yu swallowed his panic, exhaling slowly. "Your brother will be fine."

He asked Sun Han's mother in the kitchen for a cup of mugwort water, drank it, and immediately got back to drawing talismans.

With his best friend's life on the line, Zhou Yu had never entered this focused state so quickly.

After drawing three "evil-repelling talismans" in a row, Zhou Yu put down his brush and finally understood the drained feeling his master had described—like spiritual energy had been completely sucked dry.

The world around him twisted and spun like Van Gogh's famous Starry Night painting; even when Sun Qian leaned close and spoke, her words seemed to circle like they were trapped inside a snail shell, taking several rounds before reaching his ears.

Uncle Sun still hadn't returned, and an hour had already passed.

In just half an hour, his master had drawn thirty talismans, but Zhou Yu took a full hour to draw only three.

"Brother Ji!" Sun Qian helped prop Zhou Yu up, never having felt so desperate before. "Are you okay?"

She worried for her brother's life and felt lost seeing Zhou Yu like this, not knowing how to encourage him.

"I'm fine." Zhou Yu shook his head, trying to keep his heavy eyelids open. "I can still do this."

He handed the four talismans he had finished to Sun Qian. "Hold onto these."

His cinnabar pen wobbled in his hand, and it took him a long moment to clearly see what was on the paper.

After drawing two more talismans, Sun Qian suddenly screamed, "Brother Ji! You're bleeding from your nose!"

A cushion was thrust toward him, catching the blood dripping from Zhou Yu's chin just in time.

Startled, Zhou Yu quickly looked at the half-finished talisman on the table and joked bitterly, "Xiao Qian, luckily you caught my nosebleed, or this talisman would have been ruined."

He swayed by the table, his face pale as paper, his smile more painful than a cry.

Sun Qian's eyes reddened; helpless, she could only keep refilling his mugwort water cup.

"Brother Ji..." she whispered.

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Zhou Yu tried to raise a hand to comfort her but had no strength. He forced a smile. "Your brother's life is on me. Don't be scared. With your Brother Ji here, your brother will definitely be okay..."

He asked Sun Qian to find a towel to stop the bleeding and kept drawing. By the time he finished the next two talismans, the sun was just starting to rise outside.

But Zhou Yu's body couldn't hold on any longer.

His vision blurred black, and just as he raised his brush, his mind went completely blank. He fell straight down.

When he woke up, the sun was already setting.

Yu Liang, the little chubby kid, was dragging his chin, sitting with the chubby cat and Gua Gua, watching over him. Seeing Zhou Yu's eyes slowly open, his grape-like eyes lit up. "Uncle, you're awake?!"

Zhou Yu looked at Yu Liang's soft, pale little face. His mind felt mushy. After a few minutes, his eyes suddenly widened, "My talismans! I still need one more!"

"Not anymore," Yu Yuan appeared at the door, wrapped in a warm orange glow. "I finished the last one for you."

For some reason, Zhou Yu felt his master's gaze on him soften a lot.

Yu Yuan pointed toward the villa's second floor. "Your friend is soaking in the bath upstairs, almost done. Want to go check on him?"

Meanwhile, Zhou Xi sat by her computer, having called Zhou Yu several times without getting through.

Her finger hovered over the contact named "Master Yu," trembling as she finally tapped it, silently praying not to disturb his rest.

But just like on her brother's side, Master Yu didn't answer either.

"Huh, why's no one picking up?"

Zhou Xi sighed, putting down her phone and glancing at the computer screen.

The main image on the news webpage took up most of the screen:

#Film Emperor Lu He Collapses on Street, Fails to Return Home at Night, Suspected of Prostitution#

"Ah, what a shame," Zhou Xi rested her cheek on her hand and sighed. "Media headlines these days are really ruthless."

"Too bad the dumb kid who fought with Lu He yesterday won't see this good news..."

In a place unseen by the outside world, the entire Lu family had already fallen into chaos.

Pictures of Lu He lying on the roadside in a messy shirt were spreading like wildfire. He was already young and had achieved so much that it made people jealous. On top of that, he naturally drew attention, had a huge fanbase, and was usually arrogant and clueless about hiding his flaws. No one knew how many people he had offended along the way. Now that there was finally an opportunity, those people, like wolves smelling blood, were hiding in the shadows waiting to pull him down from his pedestal.

Several rivals took this chance to attack. The eldest brother of the Lu family tried many methods but still couldn't suppress all the news. He could only watch with a dark gaze as the news about Lu He kept spreading online.

The worst part was, Lu He himself was still unconscious. All his vital signs were normal, but no matter what, he wouldn't wake up.

"Second brother..."

Lu Jingxi sat beside Lu He's bed, watching their second brother Lu You frown tightly, feeling uneasy inside.

"Do you have any way to wake third brother?"

Lu You half-crouched by the bed, silently sighing at his sleeping brother's face, his gentle brows furrowed. "I've tried every method I could think of. None worked. If it really doesn't work, then I'll have to find my master."

"The Grand Elder of the Celestial Master Hall?" Lu Jingxi asked in surprise.

She bit her lip, hesitating, "If we go there like this, won't we disturb the Grand Elder too much?"

Lu You pondered for a moment, then shook his head helplessly. "There's no other choice. My master is a righteous person; he'll understand."

Lu Jingxi nodded, no longer arguing.

She stole a glance at their sleeping third brother on the bed, then slowly lowered her eyes to hide the thoughts in them.

Who was stronger, the Grand Elder or her Uncle Lu?

Knock knock knock...

The bedroom door was knocked on, and Lu Jingxi and Lu You both turned around.

The elderly housekeeper stood at the door, softly reminding them, "Second young master, young miss, the old lady has arrived."

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